CHARLOTTE'S POV:-A week later, I was waiting for confirmation from the court. Meanwhile, I decided to keep myself occupied. I was preparing for the smaller cases that I got through the month. Just then, a light knock on my office door pulled me out of the loads of work I was supposed to handle on my free day. Come in!" I shouted from inside my office.The door opened and a man in his mid twenties entered my office. "Hello! Please, have a seat. How may I help you?" I asked him as he walked into my office. He sat down on one of the chairs and placed his briefcase on my desk. I was curiously watching him as he opened his briefcase and pulled something out."My name is Rio Cyrus. I am Mr Adam Richards' assistant manager. While we were waiting for the confirmation from the court, we received this letter from the court this very morning. Mr Richards asked me to deliver this envelope to you." Mr Cyrus replied as he placed the envelope in front of me. I sighed as I grabbed the envelope, tore
CHARLOTTE'S POV:-I was packing my bags when Charlie came to my bedroom. He laid on my bed and was looking at me with that puppy look on his face. He showed me that face whenever he wanted something from me. That day, I already knew what he might be wanting to ask me. "Don't give me that look, Charlie. I already know what you want and my answer is no!" I didn't even ask him what he actually wanted."Oh, come on, Mama! You can't do this to me. You know how much I have always wanted to visit the big city, Toronto." He tried to argue with me. But then again, he knew well that he couldn't win any arguments with me. It was the same with his father. Looking back, memories that I held so dearly a few years back, were now as bitter as the poison. It was unusual how I loved my son who was the spitting image of his father. Yet, I hated the man who gave me that greatest gift of my life. "Don't be childish, Charlie. I am going there to work and you can't come with me." I repeated myself again wi
THIRD PERSON'S POV:-After a beautiful morning with her son, Charlotte brought him to the court. Her son sat with Mr Richards to help him stay calm. Like his mother, Charlie was a kind hearted boy with a charming personality just like his father's. In short, Charlie was actually the mixture of both of his parents. While everyone was waiting for the judge, Charlotte was busy looking through the stack of papers in front of her.All of a sudden, an uneasy feeling started to rise in her chest. She found herself choking. She grabbed the glass of water that sat on her table and took a few sips. As the cold liquid slid through her dry throat, she felt the comfort and the choking stopped all of the sudden. Placing one of her hands on her chest, Charlotte sat down on her chair, trying to breathe. Charlie saw the discomfort his mother was going through. "Give me a minute, Mr Richards." In a polite tone he whispered to Mr Richards as he raised from his chair. Mr Richards let go of Charlie's han
BENJAMIN'S POV:-Two weeks had passed since I saw her again in front of me. But that was the last thing I had in my mind. The moment I saw the boy, something inside me clicked. It looked like I was looking into a mirror that showed me my past self. There was no DNA test needed when the boy was practically the spitting image of me with curly red hair like his mother. Just to be safe, I got his hair and got it tested with mine. That too I got after two days of constant trying. Charlotte didn't leave him at all. I couldn't blame her. After what happened to her, that boy was practically her entire world. And she was willing to play dirty to make sure no one would try snatching him away from her.She was as stunning as I remembered her. She had gotten a lot hotter. Her breasts were bigger. Her ass was rounder and as she walked in a pencil skirt, the way her ass moved, it made my heart skip beats. As before, she would bite her lips whenever she was nervous. The way she would push her curls
CHARLOTTE'S POV:-"I am telling you. There is nothing I can do anymore. The defence got all of our evidence thrown out so cleverly. And we couldn't do anything because the evidence Mr Richards provided us was inadmissible because he obtained them illegally." I lost my temper as Andrew questioned my abilities again and again. I was in my hotel room. The papers of the case file were scattered on my bed. I was trying to look for a way to win that case.In a week, I was losing the case I thought was an easy win. "How can they do that? It's the Richards family thing. I mean, everything belonged to the whole family." Andrew asked in a frustrated tone and I sighed."That's because the younger brother isn't a Richards. He adapted the name but now he is willing to use the identity of his biological father just to get our evidence thrown out. That fucking lawyer is annoying." I replied in a low tone, slamming the papers on my mattress. Andrew was expected to be back to Canada in a week. But the
BENJAMIN'S POV:-The morning of the court proceedings, my parents visited my villa out of the blue. After whatever happened between Charlotte and my mother, and how my mother decided to interfere in my business, I made my own decision to separate. I knew I should have done it the moment my mother started a war against Charlotte. But I was just too foolish to see that. They saw my son for the first time and the child she used to call a bastard for thirteen years, became her beloved grandson.Charlie came home with me and has been living with me ever since. I was looking at my reflection in the mirror. Leaving Charlie with my parents, I went to get ready. He was not a baby but he was not old enough to be by himself either. I walked out of my room, excited to see Charlotte again. As I reached the living room, my legs froze the moment I heard my mother talking about Charlotte to my son."She was bitter. No matter how much your father tried to make her fall for him, she just didn't budge.
CHARLOTTE'S POV:-I opened my eyes, my head was pounding. My vision was blurry. I wiped my eyes twice but no use. I had to rub my eyes aggressively to get a clear view of where I was. I frowned in confusion as I found myself lying on an unfamiliar bed. I sat up on the bed, trying to remember what was happening. I remembered being at the court to fight for Charlie's custody. Little by little, I remembered everything. I looked around again, trying to figure out what just happened. I could only remember being on the train. Everything else was a blur. "You have finally woken up, Tinkerbell." My heart nearly stopped the moment I heard that deep voice echoing in the room along with that name that I hated the most.The moment I heard his voice, I remembered the missing pieces. "You! You got me abducted, you bastard." I yelled at him angrily. My heart dropped in the pit of my stomach as he sat down on the bed beside me. I grabbed the comforter and held on to it tightly. "What the fuck do yo
CHARLOTTE'S POV:-I was getting ready for bed. The food Benjamin left in the room was more than enough for me. I ate it all. I crawled into the bed and let myself relax under the soft bed. Just as I was about to close my eyes, the door of my bedroom opened and Benjamin entered the room. "What are you doing here?" I asked in a grumpy tone. He locked the door and walked toward the bed.My heart skipped a beat as he started slowly stripping his clothes. Once he was left on nothing but his boxers, he sat at the edge of the bed. It was a double bed but since I thought I would be the only one using it, I decided to take all the space for myself."Scoot over!" He whispered, pulling the comforter up. "Ben! What are you doing?" I asked him angrily this time. "Can't you see! I am about to sleep." He growled back at me. He didn't wait for me to move to my side. Instead, he laid down on the bed and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me to his chest."Ben! Let me go!" I growled at him, slapping